C. O. MOULTON
The exhortation that came from James is to “let patience have her perfect work that ye may be perfect and entire wanting nothing.” While Peter says: “But as he which has called you is holy, so be ye holy in all manner of conversation. Because it is written, Be ye holy for I am holy.” In writing to the Ephesians Paul said: “According as he hath chosen us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before him in love.” And that this might be the experience of their lives, God “gave some apostles and some prophets; and some evangelists; and some pastors and teachers; for the perfecting of the saints.” God’s purpose for us is that “we all come in the unity of the faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, unto a perfect man, unto the measure of the stature of the fulness of Christ.” In writing to the Philippians he urged those that were perfect in love, to forget the things that were behind and to press on to the perfection of the glorified state. Paul knew that the standard that had been raised up for God’s people was Perfection, and knowing this he urged the early church and the exhortation comes to every justified soul today, to leave “the principles of the doctrine of Christ and go on to perfection; not laying again the foundation, of repentance from dead works, and of faith toward God.”
People today want to go on to almost everything else but perfection. As a convert, instead of being urged an to perfection, I was urged on to be Sunday School Superintendent, President of Epworth League and local preacher; but when God, through a few humble saints, urged me on to perfection and I received the blessing of Holiness, I was not wanted in the above named positions.
Some people never go on, they seem to be satisfied to remain infants in swaddling bands and in a great many cases they have to be tended on a pillow; they have to have rattle-boxes and rubber rings to amuse them. While others have to be fed with milk continually.
When first entering the ministry and while in charge of a work in a town in New York state, I was advised by an old preacher “if I found anyone with a nursing bottle to smash it.” In the congregation was a sister who had failed to go on, and was always being slighted. Sister So-and-So did not shake hands with her, or the Preacher called on some one more times than on her, and so it went, first one thing and then another, and the more she was noticed the worse she got. I finally paid no attention to her, and one day she “died out, put away her childish things,” and went on to Perfection.
Source: “Bread From The King’s Table” by C. O. Moulton